Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 88212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
We lose ourselves in kisses, sweat, and moans, our bodies uniting as we find that familiar, effortless rhythm. Only this time, it’s not just our bodies involved in the act, but our very souls.
“Miles, fuck, Miles,” he calls out, reaching back and gripping the headboard, clearly to keep himself from playing with his cock and reaching the end too soon.
“You’re almost there,” I observe, proud of myself for the good work I put in tonight.
A few more strokes, and I can tell by the way he shakes that his body is working to release, so I take hold of his cock, gripping to prevent him from coming before I’m ready. His lips pull into a smirk, which I cherish. I’m worried that after what happened with his dad, he feels alone. Unwanted.
“Dax…no matter what happens, you’re not on your own. I want you. No, I need you. You’re mine. And you’ll always be mine, do you understand?”
He forces himself to look at me as he struggles on the edge. “I understand.”
As I look at this beautiful man beneath me, my heart swells. I only know one thing for certain, and there’s no point hiding it. “I never thought I could feel this way about anyone. Never wanted to feel it, but I love you, Dax,” I confess.
His body erupts in a series of spasms, and I grip his cock even tighter.
“You don’t have to say it back, but I need you to know you’re it for me.”
His cock swells in my hold, and he gasps before blinking a few times, like he’s trying to regain control. He steadies his breaths, looking me in the eyes once again. “You’re it for me too, Miles. I love you too.”
His words are a sedative, and I lean close, offering him a kiss and a thrust, finally allowing him reprieve as I release his cock, and his jaw locks as he shoots. Feeling his body relax beneath me, knowing that this beautiful, incredible man is totally mine, is all I need to claim this ass yet again.
As I recover from the shockwave and gaze down at him, I know the full truth of how deeply I feel for this man. “We’re gonna get through this, my sunshine. That’s a promise.”
“I know we will, my storm.”
He sounds far more confident than he did earlier in the night, though I know it won’t magically fix what he’s going through. That will take time. As I lean back, his face twists up. “You didn’t set a timer for those cookies, did you?”
Oh, fuck.
As the burning smell catches my attention, I bow my head in shame, and we both burst into laughter.
After the night we had, after everything we just confessed, here I am buried inside him, and we’re laughing about fucking cookies.
Very us.
32
Dax
It’s been a wild few days. How likely is it that a guy realizes he’s in love for the first time right after discovering his dad isn’t really his dad? It’s been a whirlwind of feelings, some good, a lot bad, but through it all, Miles has been my constant.
From the outside, he doesn’t seem like that guy—one who is so damn good at being there for someone—and I don’t think he realizes he is. I’m not sure how I would have handled all this without him. He makes me feel…loved, wanted, needed. Those aren’t things I realized I needed before Miles, but I really fucking do. And he gives me that.
And he bakes cookies, so really, how can I not love him?
I finish up my shift at the hospital, then head to the frat. I have to pick up a few things before going to Miles’s apartment for the night. I haven’t slept at home since Thanksgiving, and I’ve run out of clothes and personal items. Feels like so many of my things keep making their way to his place. I guess that’s what happens when you’re in love.
“Hey, man. What’s up?” Teddy greets me.
“Not much. Just gotta grab some things.”
Normally I’d stop to talk, so when I don’t, Leo asks, “You okay?” He, Teddy, Damien, and Andy are sitting at the kitchen table, sharing a box of cereal.
Yes sits on the tip of my tongue, but I don’t set it free because really, I’m not sure I’m okay.
“You’ve been quiet lately,” Leo adds. “Less like you.”
“I’m just dealing with some shit,” I admit.
“Miles?” Damien sneers.
“Fuck off, man. Okay? It’s getting a little much. Nothing is wrong with me and Miles. He’s…” What do I even say here? Real shit, like he’s everything to me? I’m not one to deny how I feel, so I just shrug and admit, “I’m in love with him. He’s been helping me through some personal stuff I’m dealing with.”
Everyone frowns, and Andy asks, “Seriously, man, everything okay?”
“Yeah, I’m just not ready to talk about it yet.” How do I explain that not only did I find out my dad isn’t my dad, but that the biggest betrayal I feel is from my mom? The person who held me through my tears and made me feel loved when my dad never did.